All Chapters of Alpha’s Girl; Teacher’s Pet: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Hannah's POVI sat quietly in his office and waited. My fingers wiggled nervously and my body was stiff with fearful apprehension.Mr. Dalton had grabbed Carlos and took him out of the classroom and asked me to wait for him in his office.The silence of his cool office was menacing. Was I getting detention as well? Did he take Carlos to the principal?I lay my head on the desk and the horror of what could have happened in that classroom crept up on me.If I hadn't freed my leg, Carlos could have…A shiver ran through my spine. I didn't even want to think about it.“Hannah."I jerked in fright and turned around. Mr. Dalton had come into his office. I didn't even hear him.His blue eyes were cold and icy. I gulped as he walked into his office and took his seat at his desk. The aura around him was scary. Was he going to scold me? What happened to Carlos?“Pull out the test that I gave you yesterday. We'll take the chemistry and maths and I will give you the cumulative assessment.”I did

Hannah's POVI looked at Mr. Dalton in shock. His tie was in his hand and he was glaring at me. I was so stunned that I froze in place.“Bend over the table, Hannah. I will not ask again."Fear began to overshadow the pleasure that I was feeling earlier.“Are you going to use your tie to spank me?" I asked, my voice shaky and full of fear."No. But I will do that if you want me to.”I gulped.“What are you going to do to me then?”He took a step forward and was now looming over me. My breathing was uneasy."You are scared,” he said softly but firmly.My head bobbed up and down weakly.“Keep in mind, Hannah, that I will never hurt you. I don't intend to make you feel any sort of pain. I don't get off on that unless that is what you want.”I gulped again. My heart rate had gone down a bit and I felt more reassured. His eyes were inflamed with passion but I could tell that he was being sincere."Aren't you going to do as I sat?” He asked again, moving closer to me.This delicate mix of f

Hannah's POVI couldn't imagine my shock when I changed into the new clothes, and they were the perfect size for me. The fabric was soft and gentle on the skin, much more expensive and lush than what I wore to school.As I sat on my desk and watched Mr. Dalton do the mopping, my mind began to run wild about what had happened a few minutes ago and what I would tell Olivia about my new dress.This was all so confusing and yet, refreshing. My thighs clenched together every now and then when I remembered the exhilarating feeling of having Mr. Dalton's fingers deep inside of me.My eyes gazed at him. My emotions were a mixture. My body was still reeling from the effects of him on me.Finally, he was done. He sat at his desk without saying a word to me. I wanted to say something to him but the words evaded me.It didn't take long before he stood up, walked to me, and handed me some papers.“Here, these are some more questions that I would like you to review and practice. We shall look over

Hannah's POVThe day went on fine, though, in the back of my mind, I couldn't laugh away Mr. Dalton's expression.His eyes seemed to say much more than they did a few hours ago.I still hadn't checked my phone but this proved that my hunch was right. He did reply and he was upset that I didn't respond.I sighed. I hated how…“Miss Hannah, stand up."I dreaded this. I had been caught drifting. I stood up and lowered my head.“Tell me what is the end product of glycolysis?"My head began to whizz. I read it somewhere last night. It was at the tip of my tongue.“We are waiting, Hannah?"I gulped.“Pyruvic acid," I blurted out.“Correct. At least I am certain that you were paying attention. You seemed to be lost in your thoughts.”I gave a dry laugh and sat back down. That was the height of it. My heart was pounding in my chest. I was lucky that Mr. Dalton gave me extra to read, but I was still not going to thank him for it. I still had every right to be mad at him.The end period came to

Hannah's POV I felt my feet rooted to the floor. Beads of sweat rushed down my forehead, and I itched in fear. “Hannah?" The voice called me again and I had no choice but to turn and answer. “Good afternoon, Mr. Dalton.” There was no scowl on his face but his eyes were dark with anger that he didn't express. "What were you doing with him, Hannah?” I gulped. My tongue felt dry but I forced myself to talk. "He came to see me in the library and we talked.” "Talked about what?” His voice was calm and icy. I saw the muscles on his arms contract and relax as he flexed his fingers. “He apologized for what happened. I told him that I was still mad at him.” My explanation did nothing to calm him down. He continued to glare at me angrily. "We will meet after school. Don't be late.” With that, he walked away. I was still rooted to that spot when he left. Something about his aura had changed, and it scared me. For the first time, I was worried about Carlos. Mr. Dalt